A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

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"I have some breaking news, boss."

The sound of crisp footsteps rang out, and Ashley rushed into the office, carrying a stack of high-resolution photos, predominantly red.

"Blue Hawk is dead. He was murdered in the Black community he was in charge of. You'd better take a look."

"Blue Eagle?"

Ashley quickly explained, “A washed-up hero with little popularity, with zero business deals and zero announcements since last year. His main job is to be in charge of security in a Black community.”

"I remember now, it's that idiot who always dreams of joining the Seven."

Madeline took the photo, glanced at it, frowned, and threw it on her desk, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit.

The photo shows a human corpse with a bloody, mangled face, taken from different angles. Behind it, a long trench is cracked in the concrete ground, covered with "Blue Eagle's" blood and mutilated body tissue.

At first glance, it looks like the effect of being dragged for several kilometers by a car or train.

"His manner of death..."

“That’s exactly what I wanted to say.” Ashley nodded. “This kind of execution-style killing method has appeared in our classified files as well.”

"The 'locomotive'? But he's already dead."

"The security department immediately checked 'Shockwave's' chip records, but his movements that day did not intersect with 'Blue Eagle's'."

"If it's not him, could it be the resurrected 'Locomotive'?"

Madeline had a headache: "It seems that those missing guys are probably in grave danger as well."

“Someone is targeting us.”

"Yes, boss."

Ashley kept quiet and didn't say anything.

Previously, "Compound 5" was in the hands of the Vought Corporation, and almost all superhumans were under the corporation's control.

Even those who didn't become heroes as adults are under long-term supervision, and this unexpected loss is the first time we've encountered it.

“Don’t worry about them. Send the reserve team to those communities and announce to the public that they have reached the end of their service and are retiring honorably.”

Ashley quickly scribbled a note in her notebook: "Okay, boss."

At this moment, Madeline remembered something and asked, "By the way, the 'Starlight' assault incident has been resolved, right?"

She was talking about what happened last night. On her way home from get off work, "Starlight" encountered two men trying to rape a girl, so she broke company rules and taught them a lesson.

However, the video was edited out and uploaded online, and the victim in the "Deep Sea" incident a few days ago was suddenly transformed into a super-powerful green tea bitch who is sweet in person but abuses violence and discriminates against ordinary people behind the scenes.

Coupled with previous public criticisms of superhumans, she was subjected to an unprecedented large-scale online attack.

"Yes, the victims themselves came forward to refute the rumors, and with the help of our public relations department, 'Starlight's' support rate among female and family audiences has now rebounded by 7 percentage points."

“Well done,” Madeline nodded. “At this time, we especially need something else to distract the public.”

"By the way, what about the new 'Starlight' combat suit designed by the costume department that you mentioned on the phone yesterday?"

"This is another matter I need to report to you."

Ashley gave an awkward laugh, seemingly considering how to bring it up.

"The new combat suit was rejected by 'Starlight'...she thought it was too revealing."

"To be honest, I think the women's combat outfits with the opening up to the navel and the thighs exposed are quite sexy, and I'm sure a lot of male fans will buy them."

"But unfortunately, our sweetheart said she has the right to choose her own battle outfit."

"Are you kidding me?"

Madeline's expression darkened again after a brief moment of pleasure: "This is work, not child's play. Didn't you tell her that?"

"This is the company's decision. Either you put on the new uniform and continue to be a superstar, or you go back to being her good girl. There are plenty of candidates lining up to join the Seven."

“But, boss…” Ashley hesitated for a moment, then whispered a reminder, “Mr. Edgar called specifically to ask you to take care of the two new employees who just joined.”

"Oh, damn it, I completely forgot about that."

Madeline slapped her forehead; she had forgotten that the new additions to the seven-person team this time were not the easily replaceable consumables of the past.

"There's just been so much going on lately, it seems my brain isn't quite up to the task."

"Let's leave it at that. Maybe she'll figure it out herself in a few days?"

"Okay, boss."

The two experienced women exchanged a glance, just as the phone on Madeline's desk rang.

"Hello?"

Madeline answered the phone, and upon hearing what the other person said, her expression immediately changed. She even subconsciously lowered her voice as she spoke: "...What? When...how many people know now?"

Ashley, being quite perceptive, pointed to herself and then to the door. Madeline, noticing this out of the corner of her eye, wagged her finger at her.

Ashley nodded knowingly and stood there waiting, clutching her notebook.

Madeline quickly hung up the phone and stood up abruptly.

"How many members of the Seven are at headquarters right now? Is Homelander there?"

Chapter 138 Emergencies

"Homelander is having a fan meeting in Manhattan, The Invisible Man has a TV show to record today, Blackie just went out on a mission, Queen Maeve and Starlight are doing a family-themed autograph session on the ground floor, and The Flash, who specifically requested not to make any announcements, is also at headquarters today."

When asked by Madeline, Ashley answered almost without thinking.

She speaks very fast, but her logic is very clear, and she can even describe the current work status of the seven members.

She is indeed a rare talent for the assistant position.

"Go and summon Queen Maeve to the command hall."

Madeline thought for less than two seconds before deciding on her choice.

"I'll contact 'Homelander'."

As he spoke, he picked up the phone beside him.

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Seeing Madeline's performance, Ashley, who had been her assistant for many years, immediately understood the urgency of the situation.

She immediately took out her phone to make a call, and at the same time, she ran outside in her high heels.

For a moment, the corridor was filled with the sound of footsteps.

five minutes later.

Upon receiving a whispered notification from a staff member, "Queen Maeve" immediately stood up, leaving behind the fans and her partner "Starlight" at the scene, and quickly left to take the elevator.

"Starlight" glanced at her departing figure, a bright smile spreading across her face, and took over the remaining autograph session.

In her mind, bringing smiles to the faces of children or their families was far more fitting for a hero's job than wearing revealing clothes or making movies to entertain the public.

The elevator stopped at the floor where the command center was located, and Queen Maeve was greeted by Ashley, who had been waiting for a long time.

"What on earth is going on?"

"To be honest, Your Majesty, I'm completely baffled myself."

Ashley led her quickly to the command hall: "Ms. Madeline will be here soon, and she will explain things to you."

Queen Maeve nodded and said nothing more.

She easily kept up with Ashley's almost jogging pace as they walked through a corridor plastered with Seven posters and into the spacious command hall.

A tall, black figure stood with his back to the gate, looking down at the city below through the glass.

It's "The Flash".

Ashley paused, remembering that Madeline had designated two members and hadn't called this old man "The Flash."

—What should we do? Should we ask him to leave?

—But he was recruited into the Seven by Edgard. What if he doesn't respect me?

"What's wrong, ladies? Is there a private meeting to be held?"

Johnson turned around, his hat brim pulled down, and the backlighting made it impossible for either of them to see his face clearly.

"If that's the case, I think I can avoid it."

Queen Maeve glanced at him without saying a word, then walked past Ashley and sat down in the hall.

“Yes, Mr. Flash, Ms. Madeline…”

boom--

A rapid airburst sound came from outside the window, and Ashley shrank back, realizing that Homelander had arrived.

"Meve, you've come."

"Ms. Madeline."

Footsteps sounded outside the command hall. Madeline hurried in, greeted "Queen Maeve," and then looked at Ashley with a puzzled expression when she saw Johnson, who shouldn't be there.